In my sleep, my disturbed sleep
She breezes in her weirdy drape,
Swipes me with dark, mystic gown
Cyrptic images spawning in mind,
Frisking every nook and corner
To filch my soul and vanish in unknown.
Scorch of light flashes all over
Dissolving murky shadows into air
Vague impressions still reflecting,
Malign and stoops me into a somber mood!
this evoked vivid images for me, very good poem, thank you for sharing! -Meg
ReplyDeleteLove the fluidity of this. And welcome to 3WW. New words up soon.
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